当前位置:首页 > 歌词大全 > The Bells of Notre Dame歌词
  • Morning in Paris The city awakes
    To the bells of Notre Dame
    The fisherman fishes The baker man bakes
    To the bells of Notre Dame
    To the big bells as loud as the thunder
    To the little bells soft as a psalm
    And some say the soul of the city's the toll
    Of the bells
    The bells of Notre Dame
    Listen. They're beautiful, no?
    So many colors of sound, so many changing moods.
    Because you know they do not ring all by themselves.
    They don't? - No, you silly boy.
    Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower,
    lives the mysterious bell ringer.
    Who is this creature? - Who?
    What is he? - What?
    How did he come to be there? - How?
    Hush. Clopin will tell you. - Ow!
    It is a tale, a tale of a man...
    and a monster.
    Dark was the night when our tale was begun
    On the docks near Notre Dame - Shut it up, will you?
    We'll be spotted! - Hush, little one.
    Four frightened Gypsies slid silently under
    The docks near Notre Dame
    Four guilders for safe passage into Paris.
    A trap had been laid for the Gypsies
    And they gazed up in fear and alarm
    At a figure whose clutches
    Were iron as much as the bells - Judge Claude Frollo!
    The bells
    Of Notre Dame - Kyrie eleison
    Judge Claude Frollo longed to purge the world of vice and sin
    Kyrie eleison
    And he saw corruption
    Everywhere except within
    Bring these Gypsy vermin to the Palace of Justice.
    You there! What are you hiding?
    Stolen goods, no doubt. Take them from her.
    She ran.
    Dies irae Dies irae
    Dies illa Dies illa
    Solvet saeclum in favilla
    Aah!
    Quando tremor est futurus
    Quando judex est venturus
    Sanctuary! Please, give us sanctuary!
    Quando tremor est futurus
    Dies irae
    A baby?
    A monster!
    Solvet saeclum in favilla
    Dies irae Dies irae
    Stop! - ...cried the Archdeacon.
    This is an unholy demon. I'm sending it back to hell, where it belongs.
    See, there, the innocent blood you have spilt
    On the steps of Notre Dame
    I am guiltless. She ran. I pursued.
    Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt
    On the steps of Notre Dame - My conscience is clear.
    You can lie to yourself and your minions
    You can claim that you haven't a qualm
    But you never can run from
    Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
    The very eyes
    Of Notre Dame
    Kyrie eleison
    And for one time in his life
    Of power and control
    Kyrie eleison
    Frollo felt a twinge of fear for his immortal soul
    What must I do? - Care for the child and raise it as your own.
    What? I am to be saddled with this misshapen--
    Very well. But let him live with you in your church.
    Live here? Where? - Anywhere.
    Just so he's kept locked away where no one else can see
    The bell tower, perhaps.
    And who knows? Our Lord works in mysterious ways.
    Even this foul creature may yet prove one day to be
    Of use to me
    And Frollo gave the child a cruel name,
    a name that means, "half-formed."
    Quasimodo.
    Now here is a riddle to guess if you can
    Sing the bells of Notre Dame
    Who is the monster And who is the man
    Sing the bells, bells bells, bells
    Bells, bells bells, bells
    Bells of Notre Dame

  • [00:52.50]Morning in Paris The city awakes
    [00:55.50]To the bells of Notre Dame
    [00:59.00]The fisherman fishes The baker man bakes
    [01:02.50]To the bells of Notre Dame
    [01:06.00]To the big bells as loud as the thunder
    [01:09.00]To the little bells soft as a psalm
    [01:13.00]And some say the soul of the city's the toll
    [01:16.00]Of the bells
    [01:20.00]The bells of Notre Dame
    [01:27.00]Listen. They're beautiful, no?
    [01:30.00]So many colors of sound, so many changing moods.
    [01:34.00]Because you know they do not ring all by themselves.
    [01:37.00]They don't? - No, you silly boy.
    [01:39.00]Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower,
    [01:43.00]lives the mysterious bell ringer.
    [01:46.00]Who is this creature? - Who?
    [01:48.00]What is he? - What?
    [01:49.50]How did he come to be there? - How?
    [01:52.00]Hush. Clopin will tell you. - Ow!
    [01:56.00]It is a tale, a tale of a man...
    [01:59.00]and a monster.
    [02:02.00]Dark was the night when our tale was begun
    [02:05.00]On the docks near Notre Dame - Shut it up, will you?
    [02:08.50]We'll be spotted! - Hush, little one.
    [02:11.00]Four frightened Gypsies slid silently under
    [02:14.00]The docks near Notre Dame
    [02:16.50]Four guilders for safe passage into Paris.
    [02:18.50]A trap had been laid for the Gypsies
    [02:21.50]And they gazed up in fear and alarm
    [02:25.00]At a figure whose clutches
    [02:26.50]Were iron as much as the bells - Judge Claude Frollo!
    [02:31.00]The bells
    [02:32.50]Of Notre Dame - Kyrie eleison
    [02:38.50]Judge Claude Frollo longed to purge the world of vice and sin
    [02:44.00]Kyrie eleison
    [02:47.00]And he saw corruption
    [02:49.00]Everywhere except within
    [02:53.00]Bring these Gypsy vermin to the Palace of Justice.
    [02:56.00]You there! What are you hiding?
    [02:57.50]Stolen goods, no doubt. Take them from her.
    [03:01.00]She ran.
    [03:03.00]Dies irae Dies irae
    [03:06.50]Dies illa Dies illa
    [03:10.00]Solvet saeclum in favilla
    [03:13.00]Aah!
    [03:16.00]Quando tremor est futurus
    [03:21.00]Quando judex est venturus
    [03:23.50]Sanctuary! Please, give us sanctuary!
    [03:27.00]Quando tremor est futurus
    [03:34.00]Dies irae
    [03:37.00]A baby?
    [03:40.50]A monster!
    [03:42.00]Solvet saeclum in favilla
    [03:46.00]Dies irae Dies irae
    [03:57.00]Stop! - ...cried the Archdeacon.
    [04:00.00]This is an unholy demon. I'm sending it back to hell, where it belongs.
    [04:05.00]See, there, the innocent blood you have spilt
    [04:08.00]On the steps of Notre Dame
    [04:10.00]I am guiltless. She ran. I pursued.
    [04:13.00]Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt
    [04:16.00]On the steps of Notre Dame - My conscience is clear.
    [04:19.50]You can lie to yourself and your minions
    [04:22.50]You can claim that you haven't a qualm
    [04:26.00]But you never can run from
    [04:28.00]Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
    [04:32.50]The very eyes
    [04:34.50]Of Notre Dame
    [04:38.00]Kyrie eleison
    [04:40.00]And for one time in his life
    [04:43.00]Of power and control
    [04:46.00]Kyrie eleison
    [04:48.00]Frollo felt a twinge of fear for his immortal soul
    [04:55.00]What must I do? - Care for the child and raise it as your own.
    [04:59.00]What? I am to be saddled with this misshapen--
    [05:03.50]Very well. But let him live with you in your church.
    [05:07.00]Live here? Where? - Anywhere.
    [05:11.00]Just so he's kept locked away where no one else can see
    [05:15.00]The bell tower, perhaps.
    [05:17.00]And who knows? Our Lord works in mysterious ways.
    [05:22.00]Even this foul creature may yet prove one day to be
    [05:27.00]Of use to me
    [05:31.00]And Frollo gave the child a cruel name,
    [05:34.50]a name that means, "half-formed."
    [05:37.50]Quasimodo.
    [05:40.00]Now here is a riddle to guess if you can
    [05:44.50]Sing the bells of Notre Dame
    [05:48.00]Who is the monster And who is the man
    [05:53.00]Sing the bells, bells bells, bells
    [05:57.00]Bells, bells bells, bells
    [06:01.00]Bells of Notre Dame
    [06:10.86]